I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

The cruelest thing in the world is not ignorance, but knowing too much and not getting it.

Seeking but not getting it, it looks like crazy, just now the illusion appeared!

Everyone in the hall thought that Emperor Taishi Fudan was crazy, only he knew that he was not crazy, and everything he said in the ravings was what he saw with his own eyes.

Millennium jujube tree, blood vine demon, black bead grass, purple salvia, yin and yang fruit, five-color auspicious versicolor, building wood...

after a long time.

The picture in front of Emperor Taishi's eyes shattered, his murmurs faded away, and he sat cross-legged on the futon.

Leng You's eyes swept over all the people in the hall, all of them bowed their heads and looked expressionless, how could they not guess what the people below were thinking, they probably thought they were talking nonsense.

"Why can't Master Xu get up?"

"The minister is inexplicably excited, congratulations to His Majesty!"

Xu Zhenren knelt on the ground and shivered. The elixir was indeed real, sealed up from the foundation of Buddhism and Taoism. However, alchemy still needed alchemy furnace, spells, and spiritual fire. Now it can only be replaced by ordinary fire copper tripod.

As a result, three furnaces were broken in a row, wasting the rare elixir.

Fortunately, I was looking through the ancient books of the Taoist temple a few days ago, and found the method of the inner alchemy of lead and mercury, and combined the two phases to refine the panacea.

The appearance is similar to that in the classics. As for the effect of the medicine, Master Xu dare not take it anyway.

Master Xu thought that taking this pill is not as effective as eating raw elixir based on his limited alchemy experience, but he never dared to say what he thought in his heart, once His Majesty knew about it, he would change the viewer.

"Preach the decree, Xu Zhenren has meritorious deeds in alchemy, seal Huaixuanji Miaoguangzu Zhenjun, give purple robes, reward ten thousand gold, and order the statue of Baiyun Temple to enshrine incense!"

Emperor Taishi said slowly: "The real person continues to make alchemy, and I will let the imperial army send the elixir, at least one pot will be successful every month!"

Qi and blood martial arts have been cultivated to the point of condensing, and one meal can only be full after eating half a cow. However, since leaving Kunlun Mountain, even if the food is full of throat and belly, there is still a kind of hunger from the soul.

When he was young, he was still patient, and with the vigor of leading an army to conquer the world, he barely dispelled the greed in his heart.

Now Emperor Taishi is nearly eighty years old, sitting on the power of the Qing Kingdom, deterring the nations of Yunzhou, and has reached the peak of the common world. Apart from cultivating immortals and longevity, nothing can be seen in this world!

Taking the elixir today, the fragrance of aura invades the bone marrow!

"I have spent my entire life in search of Kunlun Mountain!"

Emperor Taishi drew Tai'a sword from his waist, his whole body was as green as jade, and he pointed at the sky obliquely.

"If I don't live forever, no matter how powerful and rich I am, I will be nothing more than a handful of loess in a hundred years!"

When he said this, the courtiers and servants in the palace immediately knelt down in fright, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times.

"Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live!"

...

After the change of days.

Buddhist monks seized the dominance of Buddhism in order to prevent the secular royal power from counterattacking.

Therefore, before the spiritual energy dissipated completely, the royal families of Yizhou were invited to go to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss and renamed Fozhou.

Fozhou is divided into twelve Buddhist lands, governed by twelve upper court temples, and the division of the state capital under its jurisdiction is similar to the original imperial court, governed by the middle court and the lower court.

Since monks had to recite scriptures and practice Buddhism, they did not have much time to manage the place, so they appointed lay disciples as officials and classified them as second-class people. The first class is naturally monks, the third class is farmers, businessmen, and fourth class are criminals, slaves, etc.

Divide people into four classes, with fixed occupations and ranks for easy management, like a pyramid from top to bottom.

Coupled with Buddhist scriptures such as karma, reincarnation of life and death, etc., tame and guide the people under the rule to endure hardships, and then they can be reincarnated as monks in the next life, imprisoned from the body to the soul.

For hundreds of years, instead of large-scale rebellion, Buddhist rule has become more and more rock-solid.

As for all the classics other than Buddhism, such as the Four Books and Five Classics, the history books and biographies, if the readers commit the serious crime of blasphemy against the Buddha, the whole family will be included in the ranks of the fourth-class people, and they will be liberated after suffering for three lives and three lives.

This is just the overall structure, and Buddhism has set levels in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Walking in the Buddhist city, you can clearly distinguish the difference between the four classes of people based on the color of the clothes, materials, transportation, food, and housing regulations of the common people.

Bodhi Buddha land.

Wanfo Temple.

Legend has it that Buddhism originated here, which can be described as the sect of ten thousand Buddhas and the actual ruler of Fozhou.

Daxiong Palace.

The pure gold Buddha statue several feet high, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, looked at the believers below with a smile on his face.

Among them was an old monk with long eyebrows, with a tall skeleton, and his whole body was cast like red gold. There are more than ten monks around, old or young, with far-sighted eyes, and all of them look compassionate.

The only person in the hall who spoke was a monk in ragged clothes and scars, telling about the experiences of Buddhist monks in Yunzhou.

"... After the Emperor Taishi destroyed the Wanfo Temple in Qianjing, he destroyed the mountains and temples, and burned all the Buddhist scriptures. He sent soldiers, Jin Yiwei, and internal servants to hunt down monks. If they dared to resist, they would be killed. Even the children of lay people were thrown into prison."

"The poor monk traveled westward with hundreds of monks, crossing Jizhou for tens of thousands of miles, and when they arrived at Fozhou, there was only one disciple left!"

Speaking of this, the monk exposed the scar on his chest, pierced it with an arrow, and died on the spot a few minutes later, and continued: "When we reached the border of Fozhou, the poor monk was rescued by believers and survived by luck, so that we can pass on the Yunzhou incident. "

"Amitabha!"

The old monk with long eyebrows said: "The believers in this family have great merit and virtue. They allow their son to be ordained as a monk and enjoy the bliss of Buddhism."

The monk on the left got up and took orders: "I will obey the Zen master's decree!"

The old monk asked the left and right: "What do you think about Yunzhou?"

A monk said: "Emperor Taishi admired the Buddha's enemy Xuanxiao, and started to destroy the Buddha. He should be punished!"

Another monk said: "Master Zen, the poor monk is willing to lead one hundred thousand monks and soldiers to go to Yunzhou to spread Buddhism and overthrow the tyranny of the false emperor of Qing Kingdom!"

"The poor monk is also willing to go!"

"..."

"Amitabha!"

The old monk with long eyebrows proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said: "The false emperor's strength has reached the innate level, and he is the best in the world. It is difficult for this person to survive the Buddha Dharma."

The monks nodded slightly, and on the surface they looked down on Emperor Taishi, but in fact they were able to rule Yunzhou as a strong man, which is beyond ordinary monks and soldiers.

"What does the Zen master think?"

"wait!"

The old monk with long eyebrows said: "The false emperor is obsessed with immortality and is almost crazy. When he betrays his relatives and leaves the people, the hearts of the people will be devastated. I will ask the Buddha to kill him, so that we can deter the countries of Yunzhou and subdue the people."

A monk wondered: "Master Zen, Yunzhou is tens of thousands of miles away, is it worth using the Buddha's treasure?"

After Xuan Xiao beheaded Miao Shan, he did not take away the most precious treasure of the Buddhist sect. He spent a lot of energy to seal it up to now, and it has fallen into a magic weapon. It takes a lot of spiritual energy to activate the Buddha treasure, which is tantamount to consuming the foundation of Buddhism and shaking the foundation of rule.

"My Buddha has governed Buddha Island for three hundred years, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, with ample food and clothing, which is a hundred times more peaceful than that under the rule of a dynasty."

The monk with long eyebrows said slowly: "In order to seek the way of immortality, the false emperor has imposed heavy corvee, cruelty and tyranny, so that the people are in dire straits. It is in line with the aura of Buddhism to travel eastward. My Buddha shines thousands of times, and I follow the will of heaven and the hearts of the people!"

"Hundreds of millions of people in Jiuzhou should bathe in the grace of Buddha and enjoy the bliss of Buddha!"

...

The words are divided into two ends.

Spirit Sword City.

Zhou Yi has stayed in Qingzhou for ten years, and the rocking chair he lies on every day has been rubbed brightly and lubricated.

"Xiao Linzi, you have already learned the five-element flashing technique, and there is nothing more for the poor to teach."

The technique of blinking is a secret technique deduced by Zhou Yi by combining the five elements escape method with lightness skills. It consumes mana instead of blood.

This method is no longer pure martial arts, its mystery is similar to that of spells, but it consumes too much energy and blood, so it can only use unique cards!

"Immortal, are you leaving?"

Lin Fan's energy and blood flowed out of his body, and he leaped down beside Zhou Yi, with a look of reluctance on his face: "If you don't want to stay in the mortal world, I will work hard to earn money to support you until the end of your life."

"Hmph, the guy who said that last time, Pindao has buried him three times!"

Zhou Yi's figure changed into a youthful appearance, and he sighed: "The fate is all here, there is no need to be nostalgic, and the poor have to go back to Kunlun Mountain to practice."

"Will I be able to go to the rivers and lakes from now on?"

Lin Fan looked hesitant and expectant, ten years of subterranean cultivation finally congealed his Qi and blood, and the follow-up would be to turn the orifice point into a blood pill, but he was still far away from the realm of breaking a mountain with a single sword.

With the speed of the flash, stabbing down with the sword with all his strength, it can only shatter bluestones that are three or four zhang in size.

"sure."

Zhou Yi's expression was a little strange, and he tried his best to restrain his thoughts of watching the fun behind him, and said solemnly: "Warriors in the condensed state can kill three or four thousand with a single slap. Go out and wander the rivers and lakes, remember to be careful!"

Concentrating Qi and Blood Martial Arts is equivalent to the innate master, that is, the initial stage of cultivating immortals and refining Qi.

Zhou Yi doesn't know how many innate warriors there are in Jiuzhou, and it probably won't exceed three digits.

Martial arts practice does not seem to rely on spiritual energy, but without the support of the elixir of immortality, the number of innate masters is far less than before the extinction of spiritual energy, and the old immortals hidden in the two religions of Buddhism and Taoism must be counted.

"gone."

Zhou Yi waved goodbye, and was about to leave in a cool way. The ten years with Lin Fan were quite warm, but it couldn't be a reason to stay.

The only thing in the world that can walk with Zhouyi is time!

Seeing that he couldn't keep it, Lin Fan knelt on the ground three times and bowed nine times, and said, "Immortal, I have been having a question for the past ten years, can you tell me?"

"Just ask."

Zhou Yi frowned, and he could probably guess what Lin Fan was thinking.

"Back then, I was lucky enough to recognize the master of the fairy sword, but I was just a child who didn't know martial arts. With your strength as a fairy, you can take away the fairy sword silently."

Lin Fan said: "Either exchange it with swordsmanship, or bestow a panacea, there is no need to bother to teach it for ten years!"

"First, Pindao didn't bother to work hard, and ten years was nothing more than closing my eyes for me."

Zhou Yi explained: "Secondly, if the poor Taoist takes away the lightsaber, he should compensate for the corresponding value. How can he deceive you for a mere treasure? Lie to you about the fairy sword today, and lie to others to inherit it tomorrow. After a long time, you will lose your heart! "

"Poverty lives for a long time and is strong enough, but if you lose your heart, you will fall into the abyss sooner or later!"

"One day I will habitually use five buckets of spiritual rice to deceive people, and I will provoke some amazing guys. It's a lesson from the past..."

Zhou Yi didn't care whether Lin Fan understood it or not, he said this to himself: "The fairy sword has an extraordinary origin, but it's just a cripple, and I can only push you to the innate master if I try my best."

"Now that Pindao has obtained the treasure, and the immortal sword has preserved the spiritual consciousness, you have achieved innateness, the best of all three, and we owe nothing to each other!"

"I see."

Lin Fan had a faint realization, and he was inevitably a little disappointed. Na Na said: "Is it true that in the future, when I walk in the rivers and lakes, I can't use the name of a fairy. When I fall into trouble, the fairy will not come to rescue me?"

"Children can be taught!"

Zhou Yi believed in cause and effect, but he was not bound by cause and effect. If the price to be paid was too high, he would simply give up the lightsaber.

I am lucky to get it, and don't force it if I lose it.

Without obsession, there will be no calamity!

"Remember to be cautious when walking in the rivers and lakes, don't die on the streets, lest the poor will think of you in the future, there is not even a place to worship and burn paper..."

The lingering sound is faint, and the figure has disappeared.

Lin Fan kowtowed a few times, even though it was a fair deal, the grace of ten years of teaching cannot be faked.

"Don't worry, Immortal, I will not insult Kunlun's name!"

Immortals are not allowed to walk under his name, so they will directly use the name of the mountain, and walk around the rivers and lakes in the future and call themselves Kunlun disciples.

"Just do it!"

Lin Fan stood up, put the iron bar for sword practice on his waist, and planned to go to his brother-in-law's house to say goodbye to his sister.

Just go out.

I saw the handsome young man in white clothes head-on, riding in a light gauze sedan chair carried by four warriors, followed by eight beautiful swordsmen on the left and right.

Pedestrians along the street backed away one after another, talking in low voices and praising Young Master, it turned out to be Wu Kun, the young master of Jianjian Hall, who was rumored to have the appearance of Emperor Wu!

"Emperor Wu! Martial Dao Emperor, what a domineering title."

Lin Fan sensed carefully, but he couldn't detect the depth of Wu Kun's strength. He might have reached the realm of perfection, so he stepped forward to ask for advice with an excited face: "The end of martial arts is late, please ask for advice..."

Unexpectedly, before approaching the distance of three zhang, the personal sword attendant frowned slightly, jumped out of the warehouse and stabbed straight with his sword!

Lin Fan has been cultivating for ten years, and he has never fought against anyone in real combat. No matter how much his qi and blood increase, he can only live a few more breaths under the training of the immortal with all his strength.

Seeing the sharp sword stabbing at this time, Lin Fan pulled out the iron bar around his waist and chopped vertically as if instinctively.

Qi and blood flowed out through the body, loudly drinking to increase courage.

"gravel!"

boom!

The turbulent sword energy slashed down, and the maid turned into rainwater on the spot, slowly falling down, dyeing the street bloody.

"..."

Wu Kun wiped his face, only to see that his hands were bright red, and he screamed in fright: "Help! There are assassins!"

How could Lin Fan not know that he had caused a catastrophe, Shi Zhan blinked and passed through several houses, his body leaped and disappeared.

at this time.

Zhou Yi changed into another face, just came out of the yellow paper shop, and saw the chaotic scene on the street.

"Pindao has taught this guy for ten years, how much merit he has accumulated!"

After all, he turned into a light and flew towards Yunzhou.

...

Baiyun Peak.

Zhou Yi stood in the air, looking at the mountain below which was missing most of it, he shook his head helplessly.

"Sooner or later, people will dig it into flat ground, and the top of the mountain must be replaced!"

Fortunately, the Earth Fire Palace was built three hundred feet underground. Even if Emperor Taishi learned about it from the classics of Baiyun Temple, it would be difficult to really dig a thousand meters deep.

Some yellow paper was burned in front of each grave, including his own clothes tomb.

Then Zhou Yi went to Laobai's grave and said something. Thousands of years have passed, and he should have been reincarnated long ago.

"It is rumored that Buddhism's secret method about Nirvana and reincarnation is used to find the reincarnation of eminent monks. It is a pity that Wanfo Temple has escaped the catastrophe, otherwise Pindao will fulfill the agreement with you."

"The poor are not in a hurry, we have plenty of time to wait until the Buddhist heritage is exhausted, and all the classics in the collection are free to read."

After the worship, Zhou Yi turned into a ray of light and flew southward until reaching the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Thorn Ridge.

Moyun City.

Zhou Yi stood in the air, and the city had expanded several times, and it was quite lively and prosperous.

"From then on, I will find a nearby mountain and continue to cultivate and enlightenment!"